I made some progress today. I made myself a hammer from the leftover bronze and iron I had in Draconis. The Knight's Hammer. It makes a large hole with each strike, and makes excavating out my lair much faster. I'm unsure on how gravity here in this dimension works. Will the stone wall far above my head come down at any point? I chose to put in supports of wood, up the sides of the walls and across the ceiling. It took a few trips out to Middle Earth to gather enough pear wood to make the supports. I'm wishing they would poke out just a bit more. Its rather flush with the wall, and I'm not sure I like it. That's not how supports should be. *I rub my hand across the wall and meeting of the pillars and they are a bit too flush*
I chose to call this home Sunflower Plains Lair, for now. My first room will be just inside the door, a 4 corridor storage hall. I'm not sure how to organize all this hoard yet, but I am making a bit of progress.
Hanging lights of iron, glass and fire-sticks seem very appropriate. Making them will be difficult, I need powdered light.
Not wanting to constantly carry an orb on me, I put an orb to my lair in the Draconis bank vault, one inside the bank itself on a pedestal of stone and fire. (Apparently it does not use up if on the pedestal, but it needs powdered fire). One is in Middle Earth, at the First Hobbiton Bank. The last one is an orb to Draconis... literally in hell.
The Minecraftians call hell the Nether. I can see why. Nothing but blood soaked rock and lava. Its so hot, the feeling of melting inside... and digging into lava with a very quick iron pick. Being chased down the corridor into a pool of blood, and it stopped just short of me. Enough to give anyone in my predicament an elevated heart rate. I will need to brave the Nether to find powdered fire, and hellish quartz. It apparently can put an edge on this broadsword of the dead. That, and powdered light. Are all Minecraftian powders usually out of Hell?
I have been felling trees and collecting the wood to make the supports. Making wooden chests to contain all the loot I have accumulated. My inner hoarder tells me I should be doing more raiding, and less hollowing out a lair. Time, time, I tell myself. The treasure isn't going anywhere fast. I'm interested in finding out what is in those bags I keep receiving.
I must give some thought to seeing those cities the king told me that Capt. Ahab had seen. Perhaps when I'm settled. Or go looking about in Middle Earth.
The hobbits will task anyone who asks with finding something or cooking something for them. I brought four pears to a Grubb woman, who paid me eight silver. I owe cherry liqueur and plates to two other hobbits, I think both of the Grubb family. I can't remember, they are all the same to me. Short, hairy and constantly eating or drinking. I did bring enough saplings of the woods I want for my lair to grow them outside though, and some elderberries. I am told you can make juice and pies with them, that other Hobbits will request, and those berries are not the easiest to locate. How does one make cherry liqueur anyhow. I'll ask a Hobbit.
Middle Earth is rich, at least around Waymeet and Hobbiton, with towers that contain old artifact loot. I will investigate more, when I have pocket space. Perhaps invest in a leather sack to put on my back. A back-pack. Such an unusual name...
